Outside of Time

Noticing the arrival of the three sword holders behind him, Xu Qing decided to fight quickly.

These three people are all from the Five Celestial Palaces, and they may each have their own methods, but it is obvious that the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan Clan are no match against the combat power of these seven palaces.

When the three sword holders saw the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan tribe walking out of the darkness, their expressions became solemn.

The honor and regulations of being sword holders made them not choose to escape. Instead, they got close to each other in an instant, and their respective cultivation levels were running. One of them spoke quickly.

"Child, let's hold this person down together."

"You can't hold it back." The black-clothed guard of the Shenglan tribe walked out with a look of contempt and cruelty. He was about to take action in a flash, and Xu Qing's eyes became fierce.

"Shadow prisoner's confinement, the devil's order."

"Immortal magic breaks spirits, heaven and earth are my destiny."

These sixteen words were originally thought up by Xu Qing, the ancestor of the King Kong Sect, in order to be able to merge with the shadow without being suspected when faced with outsiders.

At this moment, as Xu Qing thought, the shadow suddenly spread out from the dagger in his hand to form a coffin, covering Xu Qing instantly.

The next moment, Xu Qing's whole body turned into a dark color, exuding a dense heterogeneity. Even though the surroundings were dark at the moment, with the help of lightning flashing across the sky, one could still see the distortion of the void around Xu Qing.

There is also a sense of terror that instinctively rises from the hearts of all those watching, as if their life levels have been shaken.

However, because of Xu Qing's vague words before, all this scene felt like a strange secret technique.

Even though the strangeness makes people feel palpitated, most people think that this secret method is mysterious.

At this moment, when the three sword holders were frightened, Xu Qing suddenly raised his head, and violent physical power exploded from his body.

The method of shadow fusion sacrifices the power of magical cultivation in exchange for the ultimate power of the physical body.

When Xu Qing had four heavenly palaces, he could use this method to show the physical power of the sixth palace. Now after five heavenly palaces, his physical combat power has reached the seventh palace.

The combat power of the Seventh Palace of the physical body is more powerful than that of magic, and its lethality and explosive power are also extremely amazing.

Now as the secret technique unfolds, and as the violent aura erupts on him, a storm rises directly around him, roaring in all directions.

Invisible air waves rolled around, and the three sword holders of the field office were extremely shaken. They all retreated, their expressions showing horror.

As for the monk from the Shenglan tribe, his expression also changed.

The next moment, Xu Qing moved.

Like thunder, it was so fast that it was difficult for outsiders to see clearly. Amidst the violent sound reverberation, Xu Qing's figure appeared directly in front of the black-clothed guard of the Seventh Palace Shenglan Clan and punched out.

The first punch gathered all of Xu Qing's physical power and was shocking.

The Shenglan monk's pupils shrank. It was really that the human race in front of him had changed too much, and his whole body was filled with foreign phenomena. His heart sank, and he formed a protective shield around his body during the kneading process, and even took out a magic weapon to block it.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides touched.

The roar shook the sky, and the Shenglan clan monk's body was shaken. He felt that his internal organs were tumbling at this moment, and he staggered backwards with rapid breathing.

Xu Qing didn't pause, took one step forward, caught up with him, and continued to punch.

The second punch, the third punch. …

Break through the clouds and crack the stone.

The monk from the Shenglan clan did not dare to be careless and made another seal. Suddenly, the black hand of the demon transformed from the emperor's skill behind him suddenly fell with terrifying fluctuations and struck Xu Qing with a thunderous force.

Xu Qing did not dodge and struck with all his strength.

The fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth circle.

The roaring sound resounded through Xingyun. The Shenglan clan monks were retreating steadily, their faces getting paler and paler. All the protection outside their bodies collapsed at this moment. The huge black handprints were also unable to stop Xu Qing's sharpness at this moment.

Xu Qing was faster, punching the seventh, eighth, and finally the ninth punch.

With a click, the monk from the Shenglan Tribe spurted out blood, and a magic orifice in his body collapsed, along with a heavenly palace. His body rolled back, his expression showed horror, and he screamed in surprise.

"What kind of skill is this!"

It is under the Nine Springs.

This move looks like a magic trick, but it is actually a secret skill of the physical body!

Building the foundation can destroy the Dharma Aperture, and after the golden elixir can destroy the Heavenly Palace.

At this moment, as a heavenly palace collapsed, the Shenglan monk felt Xu Qing's terror, and felt a strong sense of life and death crisis, so he had to flee to avoid fighting.

His mission is to prevent the sword holder from this direction from rushing in, and at the very least, to delay the attack.

But life is more important than mission.

At this moment, he quickly retreated, but... he woke up too late.

The moment he stepped back, he didn't notice that his body was filled with countless small black insects, and they were biting madly. During the attack, the expression of the Shenglan monk completely changed, and he made a miserable sound.

Black blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his complexion turned blue-black. When his eyes were full of horror and horror, Xu Qing came close to him like a sinister soldier demanding his life.

He did not covet the opponent's golden elixir to delay the killing. This was not Xu Qing's character. At this moment, the dagger in his hand stabbed directly into the chest of the Shenglan monk without any pause.

But the Shenglan tribe's black-clothed guard was also very good. He forced his body to retreat and took out a fragment of the magic weapon between his hands to form a protection like a tortoise shell. While blocking it with all his strength, the black line between his eyebrows cracked, and a Black threads spread out from inside, heading straight for Xu Qing like needles.

The opponent dodged in time. Xu Qing's remaining strength dissipated at this moment, and it was difficult for him to continue stabbing, but his reaction was still very fast. His body rolled over suddenly, swayed forward, and when he supported himself with his hands and stood up, his feet gathered all his strength and kicked directly on the chest of the black-clothed guard.

The tortoise shell shone brightly, and the place where it touched Xu Qing sunk and broke, but it was finally blocked. It was just that the impact from Xu Qing was too great, which still made the black-clothed guard's body fly a little, and the black silk from the brows was also scattered a little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Qing also jumped into the air and closed the distance again. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light and stabbed at the sunken part of the tortoise shell. With the help of the shroud's power to ignore the protection, double assurance, and directly penetrated.

The black-clothed guard made a shrill sound, and it was too late to retreat. The moment Xu Qing stabbed in with his dagger, he picked it up.

It went directly from the chest of the Saint Lan clan monk to the neck, to the mouth, and picked it out from the brows!

As blood gushed out, the upper body of the cultivator with the strength of the Seven Palaces of the Shenglan Clan was split into two halves, and the moment he spread to the left and right, he died. …

This series of moves was incredibly fast, and also showed Xu Qing's fighting style.

Looking at the corpse, Xu Qing's expression moved. He felt a familiar breath in the corpse of the Shenglan Clan.

The purple moon in the fifth palace of the sky in his body also shook slightly at this moment.

"The breath of the red moon?"

Xu Qing's eyes showed a strange look, but it quickly dissipated. He knew that now was not the time to think about this matter, so he put away the other party's storage bag and tortoise shell fragments, and felt the dim sky palace in the corpse.

"In the state of shadow fusion, the strange and mysterious Dao-stealing skill cannot be deployed, and after the cultivator dies, the sea of ​​consciousness collapses, the sky palace collapses, and the golden elixir is covered with dust and can no longer be used."

Xu Qing had no regrets. If there were no outsiders here, and he was not carrying out a mission, then whether he released the drug ban or used other means, if he delayed it, there would always be a chance to slowly take the elixir alive.

But if there were others, the consequence of such delay would be that although he could obtain the golden elixir, the three sword-bearers of the field office would certainly face the danger of casualties, and if other black-clothed guards came to rescue, the final result would be hard to say.

After weighing the pros and cons, it is better to fight quickly, after all, there are many opportunities to obtain the elixir.

At this moment, after the killing, the shadow covering Xu Qing's body quickly gathered at the center of his eyebrows, and after turning into an eye, he nodded to the three shocked sword-bearers, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

The three looked at the dead monks of the Shenglan clan on the ground, and then looked at the direction where Xu Qing left, looked at each other in the eyes, and took a deep breath.

They were also the pride of each state, but after coming to the county capital, they found that there are people who are stronger and more qualified than themselves.

Whether it is Kong Xianglong, Shanhezi and others, or Xu Qing now, they all made the three of them feel emotional.

"It is said that this year's new sword masters are better than the past, and there are several monsters among them. It is true!"

But the three did not lose confidence. They showed fierceness in their eyes and rushed forward, but they chose another place instead of Xu Qing's direction.

At the same time, Xu Qing's figure was also rushing to the center of the fortress.

The battle here was just as fierce.

There were many monks ambushed by the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan clan here. At this moment, when Shanhezi, code-named Hedao, took action, his blood burst out, and there was even more coldness. Wherever he passed, there was a roar in all directions, and the killing was amazing.

And the more he killed, the thicker the blood, and the combat power continued to improve.

This is the secret method of the Xuehan Sect. It cultivates a breath of murderous aura. If this aura does not dissipate, the more he kills, the stronger he will be.

He even laughed at the end of the killing, as if he was in a frenzy, which was very different from his usual gloomy self.

As for Ye Ling, code-named Yaonu, he was also good.

She came from the Taixu Demon Sect. At this moment, she transformed into a three-meter-tall green-skinned demon, exuding green mist all over her body. Her body seemed translucent. She shuttled through everything wherever she passed, only taking the heart and brain, and was extremely cruel.

Her special skills made her ignore all real attacks, and her attacks were even more cruel. Occasionally, she opened her mouth and swallowed directly.

And everyone who fought against her would be covered with blood and flesh.

There was also Wang Chen, codenamed Yang Ling, who was also fierce. His real body did not appear from the coffin, but was controlled by the Yanmiao clan. …

That clone was a natural assassin, blending into all breaths, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

Occasionally, it would dissipate and then form in the enemy's body, directly tearing the body out, and the blood would stain the mist body, but it only took a shake to splatter the blood, and the Yanmiao body continued to move forward.

There were also thunders from the sky that were drawn by it, descending on all directions, bombarding wildly.

As a disciple of the ancient thunder vein, in this thunder-filled weather, the combat power is three times stronger than usual.

Xu Qing felt the strength of any of these three after seeing their moves.

Similarly, at this moment, the three noticed Xu Qing's arrival, saw the strange eyes between his eyebrows, and felt the fluctuations of the seven palaces of Xu Qing's body, and their hearts were shocked.

And what Xu Qing felt most strongly was Kong Xianglong in the sky.

Even though the four black-clothed guards of the Shenglan clan with the combat power of the eight palaces trapped him with the emperor-level skills and magic weapon fragments, and even attracted the thunder tribulation of the sky, roaring down again and again, they were still helpless against him.

After noticing that his companions had all shown their killing to this place, Kong Xianglong seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and he glared and roared.

The ten heavenly palaces on his body burst out together, and the golden dragon roared into the sky and tore the sky, splitting the clouds into four and five

At the same time as he cracked, he slapped his forehead, and immediately a blood-colored robe flew out from his heavenly spirit, transformed outside and was draped directly on his body.

The moment the blood robe was added to the body, blood mist erupted into the sky, and the dark night became a bloody night.

Kong Xianglong's combat power also increased on a large scale at this moment, and an earth-shattering evil aura rose from his body and rolled outwards.

In the roar, the four guards of the Eighth Palace of the Shenglan Clan all spurted out blood. The black hand formed by the imperial level technique collapsed, and the fragments of their magic weapon were rolled back. They all quickly stepped back and wanted to leave.

But it was too late. Kong Xianglong appeared directly in front of a person with a swipe of his body. With a cruel look on his face, he slapped the opponent on the head. With a bang, the black-clothed guard's head exploded and his upper body also collapsed.

Kong Xianglong swayed again and arrived in front of the second guard in black. When the other guard was shocked, he raised his hands and stabbed directly into the other person's chest, tearing outwards fiercely. As he screamed in agony, the person was torn in half alive by him.

The other two were unable to escape. One was swallowed by the roar of the golden dragon, and the other was directly enveloped in the blood mist. In the cruel and tragic world, he was corroded into blood and became part of the blood mist.

Looking at this scene, Xu Qing thought of what the captain had said about Kong Xianglong being extremely cruel to foreigners.

As for the blood robe, Xu Qing felt the fluctuations of the Yi clan.

"That is the fragment of the forbidden magic weapon that Brother Long has sacrificed five times." Wang Chen's misty body appeared next to Xu Qing, and he looked at Xu Qing with a faint light in his eyes.

"Kid, your secret physical skills... are very strong! Let's find a time later and let's compete?"

"You'd better stay away from me." Xu Qing said calmly.

"What if not?" Wang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Then if I don't control my poison, you may have to change into a clone." Xu Qing said calmly.

The next moment, Wang Chen disappeared and appeared in the distance, coughing awkwardly at Xu Qing.

At this moment, Kong Xianglong also returned from the sky and landed on the ground with a bang. He glanced at everyone and found that although the sword holder in the field office was injured, and some of the injuries were serious, he was not dead after all, so he was relieved.

He looked at Xu Qing again, nodded, and yelled at Wang Chen.

"Yang Ling, you got a clone of the Yanmiao tribe, and you're complacent? Ah, you haven't learned anything else. I'm proud that you learned very quickly. Do you want to compete with me?"

"Brother Long, I was wrong." Wang Chen said quickly.

"Hurry up and repair the teleportation array!"

"Copy that." Wang Chen quickly ran over and started repairing the formation.

Xu Qing looked at this scene, and he suddenly felt that Kong Xianglong at this moment was vaguely similar to the palace master when he criticized them.